author: Mort O. Cochons
At the time of his admitted "brief but intense relationship" with his "little submissive beautiful blonde," Portland's own Studley Do-Right was still married to his first wife while living with the mistress who would later become his second wife, and yet still he felt the need to secretly sharpen his pencil, as it were, in his own precinct's typing pool. My opinion: his royal horniness gotsta go — gross abuse of power. I don't care if he wasn't chief at the time, and I don't care if he wasn't Angela's direct supervisor, he was her direct supervisor's fuckin' supervisor, fer chrysssake. Hello? Who's was she gonna complain to? Vera?
So, Chief Foxworth "loves a submissive woman," does he? Oh, quelle surprise. A perfect example of the pathology of the mind that is drawn to law enforcement. Clearly, even with motherfuckers like Foxworth, who on the surface look all squeaky clean and Officer Friendly and everything, it's always all about power and intimidation and the abuse thereof.
On the other hand, however, what took his alleged victim so long to come forward? Has a certain woman scorned perchance been brooding all this time about not having been selected for the role of Mrs. Foxworth II? Has she just been biding her time and nursing her fury (of which Hell hath none like) until she could unleash her own little WMD smack into the career of her betrayer? Naw... that's soap opera stuff. What we have here are just the usual dirty City Hall politics being played out, and this citizen has a creeped-out feeling that Hizzhoner is behind it. (Remember that big old bruhaha over security clearance at PJTTF?) Stay tuned...
p.s. Hang in there, Derrick, but be smart and keep in hangin' in yer pants for the time being.
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